Intense Judgment

I know it's sad when friendships die away

But, it happens to everyone every day

Putting on lotion on every inch you can reach of your skin

You give me such an impression, I surrender you win

On the second of July, I stumbled my toe

It was two thousand and ten, and my brother was in Mexico

I followed you up and then down in the land of Cherokee

You told me a story of a woman: she was tortured so badly

My sunglasses magically turned my eyes into microscopes

I used these new powers to cross-section tiny seeds and dying hopes

We were located atop a tunnel above interstate sixty four

We silently let all the cars pass, and one honked its horn

But an intense judgment came o'er my face

This is neither the time or the place

You disrupted my beautiful afternoon

Afternoon to you too